Goten woke the next morning to the shining morning sunlight. He could feel the gentle breeze of the ocean air through the open balcony, smell the salt in the air. His hearing picking up the gentle sounds of the waves of the ocean. The singing seagulls that flew nearby.

A gentle, relaxed smile crossed his face. It all seemed surreal.

But it was real. The lingering scent of last nights 'activities' lingered in the room. How they made love in the beach house. Multiple times, thanks to the effects of the violet moon.

He stretched. Even with the wide bed, he could tell Trunks had goten up recently, so he stretched without worry of waking the other.

Though, he kind of regretted the decision, as his whole body ached in protest of his actions.

He stopped stretching rather quickly.

Then, he noticed something. While he could smell the salt in the air, his sensitive saiyan nose picked up something else. 'Bacon!'

Not only could he smell the cooking meat, he could also hear the delightful crackling sound of the bacon being cooked on a pan in the distance.

Though his initial reaction was joy at the prospect of a delicious meal, it was quickly replaced by confusion and worry. He frowned. 'Who in the world is cooking bacon?'

It was only supposed to be him and Trunks in the beach house. Neither he nor Trunks cooked. So, who?

Deciding to rise from the bed and find out, he sat up. "Uhhg..…"

While the stretches felt bad, getting up felt even worse. His whole body ached rather painfully as he tried to rise from the bed, feeling worse than the first night. Was there really one more night of this? 'Damnnn… Trunks is trying to kill me…'

After taking a moment to prepare himself for the coming aches, he carefully got up from the bed.

Just like how he was trained to deal with the aches from the prior day's training, he began to do careful, targeted stretches. Slowly easing and relaxing his overused muscles.

He chuckled to himself as an amusing thought crossed his mind. 'Too bad no one taught me how to deal with a sore ass…'

Near the end of his stretching, his nose picked up something new. 'Is that... burning smell?'

His stomach began to sink, fearing the answer. Ending his stretches, he got dressed fairly quickly but with care of his sore body.

He walked towards the kitchen. Heart sinking with each step as the burning smell only got worse.

Once at the door frame of the kitchen, he raised his eyebrows in surprise. He saw Trunks was… cooking?

"Fucking stove!"

He watched as the lavender prince curse, grabbing the large pan and dumping the burned and smoking contents into the sink. "Useless crap!"

He couldn't help but chuckle in amusement. It was so like Trunks to blame inanimate objects first, instead of himself.

It was also amusing to see Trunks attempt (and obviously fail) to cook.

In all the time he has known his lavender friend, never once had he seen Trunks cook.

Unfortunately for him, his friend was attempting it right now...

'Yep. He is trying to kill me, any way he can.'

His genius friend was usually really good at the new things he tried. But in this, he was failing miserably. And he couldn't help but take advantage of the situation.

Crossing his arms smugly, he leaned against the doorframe. "Mmmm. Nothing like waking up to the smell of burning eggs and bacon in the morning!"

Trunks glared his way. "Shut up. I'm doing this for you, you know." That death glare that only the prince's of saiyans had the ability to pull off. The one that could intimidate all.

But the Son family.

Goten laughed. Then, gave his lover a teasing grin. "Wow, was sex that bad for you that you resort to poisoning me?"

Trunks chuckled, picking up the burned remains of a piece of bacon, and threw it at him. "You suck."

Goten laughed as he dodged the piece of meat.

Unable to resist the contagiousness of his mate's laughter, along with the silliness of the situation, he began laughing as well.

In a way, a large weight was lifted off of their shoulders. Sure, their relationship was changing in many ways, but the important parts, their core friendship, not only remained intact, but seemed stronger than before.

After the activities of the past two nights, having been incredibly exhausting both mentally and physically, the two teens decided that today would be best spent in lazy relaxation.

Goten was lying down, head on Trunks' lap, as he played a game on a spare phone that was linked to all the information from his main phone. A content smile on his face as he felt his lover's hand caress his hair gently.

Trunks, read an article on his phone, one of the many recent scientific articles stored on the huge storage space on his smartphone engineered by Capsule Corp.

As he finished one, his mind reminded him of another reading, one that required his attention sooner rather than later.

Closing the current article, he pulled up the data transfer information about saiyan physiology that Gohan sent, pertaining to the effects of the violet moon.

Before getting into the specific details, he decided to start with the summary Gohan created of the important points.

…...

The saiyan species is divided into two main reproductive categories, more akin to dominant and submissive, called Spenders and Trägers.

The Submissive class, also known as the Träger, are weakened by the effects of the violet moon in order to become mated by a Spender, who does not lose his strength during the lunar phase.

A smug smirk appeared on his lips as her read the first part. His ego inflated at the proof that he was the 'dominant' partner.

Sure, he was always the leader of the two, Goten being more of a follower. But seeing that dominance 'supported' by data was even more satisfying. Not that he would ever rubb it in the other's face.

Though, reading further, there was a piece he felt the need to note. One that was sure to make the other happy. "Good news is that your weakened state won't last long. According to the data Gohan sent, Earth's violet moon phase lasts only three nights."

"Oh, thank Kami!" Goten lowered his phone in relief. "I feel like a turtle."

Trunks couldn't help but chuckle at his friend's comparison. "A turtle?"

He looked up from his position on the other's lap. "I'm not kidding! I have no idea how normal people can live like this! I mean think about it. If the phone fell bellow the couch, you couldn't just lift it up! You would have to drag it or something…"

"It will be over in just one more day." Trunks reassured his lover as he gently petted his hair.

Though, he had to admit, having Goten defenseless during sex was quite the turn on. There was so much he can do to him. The pleasure he could provide, and the raven haired boy would be at his mercy. 'Hhmm… I have to make this last night count…'

His stroking stopped abruptly when he read the next important point, eyes widening in surprise and disbelief.

'I must have read that wrong…' He re-read the sentence again…

Noticing his lover stopped stroking his hair, Goten looked up from his phone, only to find his friend looking at him with a strange expression.

He arched an eyebrow in curiosity. "What?"

Taking a moment to blink, Trunks shifted to a smirk. With a strange look in those blue eyes Goten could not quite decipher, he added in a teasing tone. "Nothing. Just realizing how weird you really are."

Goten frowned in annoyance. Grabbing a nearby cushion, he whacked his friend in the head with it.

Still smirking he blocked the hits. "Alright. Sorry. Peace. Peace."

Fortunately for him, the doorbell rang, which interrupted the further prying his friend was sure to do. "That has to be the food."

Goten's eyes lit up. "Awesome!"

The assault forgotten, his raven haired friend bounced up from the bed and hurried out of the room, heading towards the front door.

Trunks chuckled at his lover's reaction. He swore his Chibi set everything aside for the sake of food.

Should they ever get into a 'lover's quarrel', flowers would certainly not be the way to make up. A nice dinner, would most likely make everything right.

Trunks made to rise as well, but stopped. Instead, deciding to take advantage and look at his phone once more, reading the line for a third time in disbelief.

*Male saiyan Träger's, are not only weakened during the violet moon phase, but will begin their Träger sexual maturity phase to be able to carry offspring in later years.*

His mind was torn between his scientific curiosity and strangeness of the occurrence. How the hell could a male be able to become inseminated? Much less carry a child to term. The reproductive system was all wrong. Not to mention all the other important biological factors such as hormones, chemicals, pelvic skeletal makeup that is just not quite right in a male.

Or, will something like that change during the 'Träger sexual maturity phase' Goten will supposedly go into?

And what changes did that even entail?

Skimming through the next two summary points did nothing to answer his burning questions.

Though one also intrigued him.

*Mated saiyans will have a mental link. At first, it will mainly consists of being able to 'feel' the other's strong feelings. Sensing intense emotions in the other. With more time and bonding, mental communication can become possible when in close proximity.*

Another aspect he would investigate deeply, but he was still more preoccupied with the pregnancy part.

But, he saw no more about it there.

He frowned. If he wanted more answers in that specific topic, he would have to spend the time to read the actual information, rather than Gohan's quick summary.

Not that he did not have the burning desire to, he just wanted to satiate a bit of his curiosity regarding the Träger sexual maturity phase, and searching through the entire saiyan data about saiyan biology was going to take a quite a while. Even for him.

"Hey Trunks!"

The sound of his name spoken from the other room tore him from his thoughts. His gazed raised to the door as the other continued yelling from the front door. "You plan on helping me bring all this food in, or are you planning for me to do it all by myself? Because, if not, I swear I'm eating it all."

Remembering the reason he was about to get up was to help bring in the food they ordered, he set the phone down on the bed.

Rising from the bed, he made his way to the front door, where there were over 20 plastic bags set on the floor with the Chinese food logo on the front. All filled with different types of orders.

He saw the delivery boy setting more bags on to the floor, then wiped his brow with his hand. "Wow. Ya'll throwing a party or something?" The guy said with an amazed look.

Goten laughed sheeply. "Yeah. You could say something like that…"

They had decided to celebrate. Instead of curbing their hunger with the nutrition powder, the two demi's decided to order two of everything on the chinese menu. That way they could take their time and savor a variety of dishes at the same time.

Sometimes, having an insatiable saiyan appetite had it's moments.

After tipping the delivery boy, they proceeded to bring the food into the bedroom for consumption.

As they were setting up the various boxes of food in the center of the bed, Trunks could not help but look at his friend worriedly.

Goten might someday become pregnant. How the hell is he going to tell him that?

How would he react?

Would Goten be happy? Sad? Frightened? Weirded out?

Even knowing his friend as long as he has, since about the time he was born, he could not calculate the reaction just how his friend would react to the news.

He himself was 16 years old, but he had always been the mature one, always with the future in thought.

He actually found the information not only fascinating, but also found it delightful.

A gentle smile made it's way to his lips as he gazed at the raven haired boy, who was too busy setting the food on the bed to notice.

One day, he and Goten would be able to have a child together!

But, would now be the time to tell him? Goten was only 14, and way too innocent. What if he freaked out?

Especially with everything that has happened in such a short period of time.

He frowned. This situation between them is delicate as it is. Not even two days ago they learned that their saiyan genetics was kind of turning their world upside down. Especially with the roller coaster of emotions from yesterday and how close it came for their friendship to be ruined. They could deal with their saiyan inheritance later. There was no need to add unnecessary stress at this point in time.

After all, today is for them to celebrate their growing closeness. Their love for eachother.

Screw saiyan biology for now.

"Done!" Goten exclaimed happily as he set the final box in it's place on the bed.

The scene on the bed looked like a buffet, to any human that was. For two demi's, this looked like a fairly standard amount of a meal for two.

Smiling as he watched his lover climb to the bed, Trunks decided that he would read the rest of the summary later. And climbed on the other side of the bed.

Along with the food, they had brought various plates to fill. Carefully, Trunks began to fill his plate with many dishes.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his chibi doing anything but being careful...

Trunks flinched as his friend dropped a piece of beef on the white sheets, staining the material irreparably he was sure. "Chibi, could you be careful…"

He hated eating on the bed, only because of the mess his best friend always seemed to cause. He'd swear, in the years he has known him, his bed had gotten stained by every food imaginable.

Goten glanced in the direction that his friend was looking at. "Oh! Hehehe. Sorry."

Grabbing the piece of meat from the bed, he rose it to his mouth.

"Tell me you aren't going to eat that…"

Goten arched an eyebrow. Then, remembering how much of a germaphobe his friend was, he grinned mischievously. "Maybe…" Bringing the piece of meat even closer to his lips.

Trunks fidgeted nervously. "Seriously, Goten. There is plenty of meat in the take-out boxes…"

With an evil glint in the eye, he ate the piece of meat.

Trunks shivered and looked away. "That's disgusting Ten…"

"Aww, come on Trunks! It just touched the sheets for a second. It's not like it touched the floor or something."

Trunks immediately frowned his way in a serious look. "Chibi. If you even dare eat something off of the floor, I will NEVER kiss you again. Are we clear?" His voice coming out in a serious tone, one that sounded more like a promise.

Goten busted out laughing. "Loud and clear, Trunks." Though, amusing as it was, he would not put it past the lavender prince to do just that.

Trying to appease his lover, Goten tried harder not to make messes as he gathered up food in two different plates.

Once satisfied on the amount, for now, he began to eat in contentment.

On occasion, he felt a lavender tail graze his own. A gentle loving caress, that sent butterflies in his stomach.

The sound of slow waves in the background, the gentle midday breeze. Seagulls' cry adding to the lovely calming sound.

It was all so wonderful. Being here with Trunks as more than friends was a dream come true. All seemed perfect.

A part of him deep down whispered: For now...

A churning feeling at the pit of his stomach began to form. Everything was perfect...

Because no one knew about them…

The bad feeling in his stomach only grew, hunger leaving him.

Lowering the fork to the plate, he gazed worriedly at the food, not really seeing the food.

What if others found out about them? What would people think?

Trunks was fairly well known, being the son of the head of the World's leading enterprise on technology, Capsule Corp. Hell, he was voted the most sexy future bachelor in many different teen magazines.

He knew his best friend was very popular in the university he was currently attending. And not only that university, he was popular at many other schools as well.

Hell, Goten constantly had people from his high school asking him almost everyday to introduce Trunks to them! Since Trunks climbed the grades quickly because of his intelligence, he graduated high school early. The only way those high school kids had a chance to meet or hang out with Trunks was to use him to try and get close to his lavender friend.

Goten had decided a long time ago to keep his other 'friends' at a distance. Opting to not spend time outside of school socializing because of it.

How would the knowledge that Trunks was with a boy affect Trunks' social life? Would he care?

And, what would Bulma think?

Trunks paused with the fork in the air, sensing an anxious feeling. He could feel sadness and worry, almost as if her were feeling it himself.

But, he wasn't.

Glancing upward from his food, he looked at his friend, who was deep in thought. And from the way those midnight eyes were downcast, and the way he was fiddling with his food, it did not look like pleasant thoughts.

Those feelings must be coming from him. Most likely having to do with the mental link he read about briefly. This was going to take a bit of getting used to.

But more importantly, he needed to find out what was wrong.

"What's wrong, Ten?" He asked in slight worry.

Goten only half heard his name called as a more disturbing thought crossed his mind. One that brought ice in the pit of his heart.

Black tail curling, the thought crossed his mind again. 'What if MY mom finds out…'

He jumped in a defensive surprise when he felt something touch his tail, tail immediately retreating to his waist for safety.

Looking at where his tail used to be, he saw a lavender one, frozen on the spot.

Guilt filled him at reacting the way he did to Trunks' tail. He had not even noticed what it was since he was so deep in thought. And the frightening topic setting him on edge.

Glancing up, Goten saw sky blue eyes gazing at him in deep worry, surprised by his sudden withdrawal.

Unable to hold that worried gaze, he looked down again and apologized in a low voice. "... Sorry…"

Uncoiling his black tail from his waist once more, he laid it on the bed, facing his friend. In case the other wanted to brush tails again.

A brief silence.

Trunks brushed his lavender tail with Goten's once more. This time, setting it on top of the black one in support.

Another brief silence.

Goten knew Trunks was asking silently what was wrong. There was no need for his best friend to ask. Even if he wasn't looking in the prince's direction, he could feel those caring eyes blue as the midday sky looking in his direction.

"I…" He took a heavy breath. "I was thinking about… you know…"

It was hard for him to say it.

He had not really considered just how complicated their relationship really was.

Once they had declared their feelings for each other, it was all wonderful. All felt as though they had conquered the hardest challenge of their lives, and what was left was to live happily ever after.

But, reality was beginning to set in.

And it was painful.

As Goten gathered his thought to put them into words, Trunks waited patiently. Having known him all his life, he knew that it was best to wait without interrupting the other's thoughts.

"I… was wondering. How… How others would take, well... us."

A moment of silence.

Goten continued to stare at his partially eaten food, while Trunks continued to gaze at his raven haired friend.

That was a good question. How would the other's react.

He could give less of a shit if others approved of his relationship with Goten. His strength of will, protectiveness of the younger teen, and his love for him taking precedence.

But.

He knew Goten did not have the same strength of will.

His Chibi cared too much about other people's feelings. Being more of a pleaser.

Multiple times he had to protect the raven haired boy from others who would take advantage of his kindness and compassion, and making sure that he was not in a situation that caused him harm because of he cared far too much for his own good.

The one situation that he was unable to protect him from, was from the pain of his sister and mother's estrangement from each other. How Goten had to become essentially the messenger, and endure so much from the ordeal.

Which, brought up the real point of why Goten was so worried.

It was not really for everyone else's opinion that was dangerous.

It was Chichi's opinion.

Unfortunately, his Goten was, well, a mother's boy.

Out of anyone else he could think of, the one person who Goten pushed the hardest to please was that overprotective, overbearing, and hard to please woman.

As his chibi grew, his freedom diminished. Especially after Gohan ran away.

He was overloaded with household chores, such as gathering, cutting, and organizing firewood; hunting meat for food, repairing broken furniture, making frequent grocery runs, making some deliveries for his mom.

And on top of household chores, he also had educational chores. His mother pressed him strongly when it came to his studies, and did not take well to slow learning or failures.

His Goten was smart in so many ways, but institutional learning was not one of his strong suits.

While he could care less in that regard, his mother did care a great deal. To the point where a B+ was seen as a failing grade in her eyes and an A- was an average grade.

Because school was not his strong suit, Goten tended to average on B's.

And Kami, did Chichi give him a hard time for it.

He remembered a couple times in the past where he heard her scolding Goten for his grades, it was not pretty. Her shrill voice ringing loudly as she belittled his work. Her voice so loud, that it even reached the corners of the house.

Mostly, when his grades were not satisfactory, his chibi had to spend even more time studying, which tended to cut into any free time he had.

But, his raven haired friend wanted to please his mother so much, he took the verbal abuse. Barely ever complaining to anyone.

Even to him.

What broke his heart the most, was that when he did complain,

It was to blame himself.

Words like; 'If I was a better son', 'If I had only tried harder', or 'if I was like Gohan' crossing those lips.

And, no matter how much he might object to his Goten's low self-esteem, he could never convince him.

Feeling deep pain in his chest, he began to feel sorrow. Somehow, his Ten was going to find a way to blame himself for their relationship.

But, he was not going to allow that.

Choosing his words carefully, he wanted to be sure and point out that he does have the support of someone incredibly close to him. Moving the focus from his mother to his sister.

"What do you believe Gohan will think?"

As intended, that comment brought a small smile to the younger teen's face.

His big sis. Gohan had always been there for him as he grew up. She was the one to teach him to read, she took him exploring the vast jungle that surrounded their home, told him stories about their father and the adventures she went on, share her food with him.

They had been very close siblings.

Things had changed when the fallout between their mother occurred from his sister's relationship with Vegeta, but, even the distance could not break their strong bond. She was there when he needed her, although he would have to travel a bit to get to her, or call by cell. So, they were still close, but not as much as they used to be.

And, he knew his sister would always love him. Accepting him regardless.

"I think…" He raised his gaze to meet sky blue eyes, softly smiling. "No. I know she would not have a problem with it."

She would always have his back.

Trunks smiled also, relieved that his friend's spirits lifted. "I concur."

Unfortunately, Goten's smile was brief, looking back down at the unfinished plate in front of him, silence returned.

"Trunks…"

The lavender prince watched his raven haired friend. Patiently waiting for him to continue.

Unable to raise his gaze, Goten kept looking downcast. "Maybe… maybe we shouldn't tell anyone… about us..."

Trunks immediately frowned, tail withdrawing from Goten's as if he had been slapped.

Anger surged at the suggestion. Anger and hurt.

Was his chibi, embarrassed about their new relationship?

He knew he wanted everyone to know that the raven haired boy was his. His, and his alone.

Goten felt even worse when his friend removed contact with his tail. He did not even need to look up to know Trunks was unhappy with him.

Guilt rising, he shifted, so he sat a t the edge of the bed, back facing his lavender friend. Raising his legs, he hugged his legs to himself, feeling a large amount of blame.

"I-I'm… I'm sorry…" He said in barely a whisper.

Why did he always have to cause pain to those he cared about? Why did he always have to be a problem?

Goten's withdrawal broke Trunks out of his own hurt and anger.

Staring at his lover's back, how miserable he looked, made him feel ashamed that he could even think that his lover felt any shame towards their relationship. Knowing his chibi, he was most likely worried about how others would react to their relationship.

Sighing heavily, he moved the boxes of plates that were between them to the side.

Scooting behind his friend, he gently embraced his lover from behind.

Resting his head on top of raven hair, he inhailed the delightful scent of his mate.

He spoke softly, and reassuringly. "We are going to figure this out, Ten." His lavender tail moved to entwine in Goten's. "Nothing, and no one, has stood between us before. And no one ever will."

Trunks' reassurance gave him strength, and he leaned into the loving embrace.

But, even so, fear stayed with him. The last thing he would ever want would be separated from the one he loved. And he was almost certain his mother would try and do just that.

"I-I'm afraid…"

Trunks squeezed the other tightly. Goten did not need to finish his sentence. He knew full well who he spoke of.

And, truth be told, he really could not blame Goten for the fear.

In all likelihood, Chichi would never approve of their relationship, of Goten's sexual orientation.

Out of the options, the best one was to maintain their relationship a secret.

For now.

"We will keep this between us."

It pained him. iIt pained him a lot to say it. But, it was what his Chibi needed right now.

Goten let out a relieved sigh. It was as if a heavy weight had been lifted.

Of course, his mother would have to find out eventually. But, for now, they were safe.

Even with the relief, he still felt bad. Especially since his friend had clearly wanted to make their relationship public.

He hid his head in between his knees. "Sorry…"

Trunks kissed the back of his head. "I'll get over it." Though, he honestly doubted he would.

Silence filled the room.

Goten turned to face Trunks and hugged him.

They would do their best to enjoy tonight and tomorrow. Their own private world.

For after that, they would have to face the real world.

They knew it was not going to be easy, but they were going to make it work. Together.

They always did.